What's all that bumping and stomping coming from next door?! This is supposed to be a nice high-rise in a good part of town!
-Post with your character. -You're a resident at a nice high-rise apartment in the big city. (You might have lived there a long time or just moved in yourself - up to you. Maybe mention what activity you're in the middle of doing at home when the racket starts up?) -People who reply are noisily moving in to the apartment next door. -Thread out your arguments, offers to help, and new-neighbor meet-and-greets!
[It had definitely been a nice change to graduate and leave that awful town behind. Things had been rather distraous, especially for his part. He didn't get what he wanted, Scott's plan working out better in the end. But he was alive and perhaps that was all he could ask for.
He heard the knocking on the door. With a sigh he put down the gammer and headed over. It better not be Jehovas or something like that. He opened the door and... spotted Stiles. Surprise spread over his sculptured features. He had not expected that.]
[ Stiles still had his hand poised to knock again in case whatever jackass lived here didn't answer the door.
Except the door swung open to reveal Theo instead of whomever Stiles thought might have moved in. ]
Theo? What the hell?
[ Not the most welcoming thing a person could say, of course. But his... emotions, feelings, whatever you wanted to call them had always been skewed when it came to Theo. Wanting to trust him though knowing he shouldn't. Hating him but somehow still... not. ]
[He shrugged and fired a devious smile back at Stiles. He didn't expect a lot of warmness from Stiles. He had abused him a little bit in the past. But he was curious as for why Stiles was here.]
Hi to you too. Are you here to talk about our lord and savior Scott McCall?
[ The question catches him off guard and he lets out a quick bark of laughter before shaking his head. ]
No, not at all. I didn't even know it was you that moved in when I came over here. To tell you to keep the wracket down, actually, because I'm trying to study.
That's a very kind offer by you Stiles, I really appreciate that. Sure come into my humble abode.
[He smiles and walks into the apartment. It's looking bare with lots of boxes all over the floor. There's not a lot of furniture, just a couch, a pinic table, some folding chairs and a unassembled bed.]
For now, I guess. It seems like a good idea, what with all the supernatural bullshit we go through, we'd probably need more people on the lawful side of things.
Well, I suppose you would need to finance your world dominating plans somehow.
[ He grabs one of the tools he needs from Theo's hand and starts getting to work on putting the base frame together that the mattress goes on, everything else should be easier after that. ]
[ He then focuses his attention on getting the frame worked out and put together, with Theo's help, all the while trying not to pay attention to how close they're sitting. ]
I keep going. I keep moving forward. I have to believe it'll all work itself out in the end.
[ Holding one end closed, Stiles reaches over Theo to grab one of the tools he needs to finish connecting their sides together. He tries to ignore the way it feels being this close to the other teen and concentrate on getting the rest of the frame put together. They're at least halfway done now. ]
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He heard the knocking on the door. With a sigh he put down the gammer and headed over. It better not be Jehovas or something like that. He opened the door and... spotted Stiles. Surprise spread over his sculptured features. He had not expected that.]
Stiles?
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Except the door swung open to reveal Theo instead of whomever Stiles thought might have moved in. ]
Theo? What the hell?
[ Not the most welcoming thing a person could say, of course. But his... emotions, feelings, whatever you wanted to call them had always been skewed when it came to Theo. Wanting to trust him though knowing he shouldn't. Hating him but somehow still... not. ]
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Hi to you too. Are you here to talk about our lord and savior Scott McCall?
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No, not at all. I didn't even know it was you that moved in when I came over here. To tell you to keep the wracket down, actually, because I'm trying to study.
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So we're neighbors then? Well, I'm just moving in today. Got furniture to move and stuff to put up.
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Well can't you do all the noise-making tomorrow? I'm sure whatever family pictures you have can wait to be put up.
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Okay, if I help you at least put the bed together, will you wait on everything else until tomorrow?
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[He smiles and walks into the apartment. It's looking bare with lots of boxes all over the floor. There's not a lot of furniture, just a couch, a pinic table, some folding chairs and a unassembled bed.]
What you studying?
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[ And of course he's kind of curious to see what nefarious things Theo has in his apartment next to his.
He follows the other into the apartment and takes a look around. It does look like Theo just moved in. ]
Criminal Psychology, at the moment.
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Going down the path of your old man then?
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[ Not that he's ever been completely lawful... ]
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[Picks up parts of the bed and a tool.]
Let's get started then, shall we?
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[ He follows Theo in getting to the parts of the bed, picking up the instructions and reading over them. Shouldn't be too hard. ]
God, yes, let's get this thing put together.
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[He smiles.]
Great.
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Well, I suppose you would need to finance your world dominating plans somehow.
[ He grabs one of the tools he needs from Theo's hand and starts getting to work on putting the base frame together that the mattress goes on, everything else should be easier after that. ]
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[He then sat down next to Stiles and went to work with the frame.]
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[ He then focuses his attention on getting the frame worked out and put together, with Theo's help, all the while trying not to pay attention to how close they're sitting. ]
So, uh.. how've you been?
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What about you?
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[ He focuses on tightning some of the screws on one side of the frame, getting it to fit properly. ]
I've been okay. Kind of... figuring things out, I guess.
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[Theo does the same on his side, but with less of a struggle.]
Finding any answers yet?
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[ Once he's done on his side, he shifts over to where Theo is to connect both of their sides and bolt them together with screws. ]
Not even a little.
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How'd you deal with the uncertainty?
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[ Holding one end closed, Stiles reaches over Theo to grab one of the tools he needs to finish connecting their sides together. He tries to ignore the way it feels being this close to the other teen and concentrate on getting the rest of the frame put together. They're at least halfway done now. ]
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[Theo glances up an looks as if he smelled something in the air and is trying really hard to figure out what it is.]>/small>
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